Chapter 118: At Last, Immortality
Skull Island. The moonlight is pale, the clouds thin and scattered. Inside Kong's lair, Li Changsheng holds a syringe filled with golden serum, his expression deep in thought.
This serum was crafted by Li Xiaog by extracting a virus from Alexander's blood. Much like a vaccine, which induces the body to produce antigens, this serum is designed to activate the immortal genes within the human body—or, more accurately, to disable the genetic functions that lead to death.
For the past half-month, the Spirit of Fusang has not heard a single story. It has lost count of how many times it has urged Su Zhan in the Dharma Domain to hurry and find someone.
"Enough, rise. If you wish to descend the mountain, then go. You are not entirely wrong; if, in the pursuit of the Great Truth, one abandons the only lingering attachment in their heart, then even if one achieves enlightenment, what would be the point?" The old gentleman slowly straightened his back and spoke indifferently.
She had thought her father had come up with some brilliant and heroic plan, but it turned out to be such a pathetic idea.
Since he lacked the ability, he had no right to look down on Wanhua. Lu Shang was prepared to spend his whole life with her; he did not fear rumors or gossip, only the prospect of not being with her.
"I know, but I really can't help it!" Xia Yu was also in a difficult position. Yes, from Lu Wushuang's perspective, she was forced into this, but the company has its own regulations; not everyone who makes a mistake can be forgiven.
As his strength improved, he felt the power of the Dharma Domain growing more pronounced. His ability to suppress Li Li, who was a full stage higher than him, using the Dharma Domain technique "Ice and Snow Sealing the Heavens," was proof enough.
Within the range of a few meters, the difference between an afterimage strike and instantaneous movement is almost non-existent. Colleen Wing rushed to the front of "Incent," and without hesitation, unleashed her strongest attack, throwing a punch that glowed with a scorching white light from the inside out.
"No, that was meant to cherish your memory. Believe me, Brother Canglang has truly repented." Dongyu Canglang cried as he spoke, moving excitedly toward Jingxiang.
Zhang Tianbao suddenly felt a chill. He turned his head and saw the red spot on the white dress, which stood out with startling clarity.
"Very well." Xia Yu hung up the phone. No matter how many problems the company had, they had to be solved one by one. The key now was to retain the clients.
Mo Ke suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Xiao Qing with infatuation. He reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her forehead, whispering to himself.
Yuyu let out a sharp cry, shattering the tender atmosphere in the room. Immediately after, the sounds of fighting erupted.
The receiver can first choose to return a cross-court shot to avoid the opponent's net partner from poaching, or alternatively, choose to hit a straight shot or a lob to disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm.
Gu Anbai certainly had a unique aura—a mix of uprightness and roguishness. His rebellious demeanor even impressed Xia Qianwan. To have such a hooligan air despite being a police academy graduate, it was no wonder the police had sent this guy to act as an undercover agent.
This thought had barely emerged before Liu Xuanyuan dismissed it. Given his level of cultivation, he had long since seen through the spiritual energy levels of Li San and the others.
"Dad... he is really not at home; what can I do?" The middle-aged man suppressed his inner frustration and explained patiently.
"I was just afraid you wouldn't marry me without a house." Shen Yang's words were timid and submissive.
She glanced at her with confusion before retracting her gaze. She did not know what had happened to Ying Yi, but she knew that no matter what occurred, Ying Yi would never bring those emotions onto the court. That was why she felt so at ease training them.
"This is..." Nagasaka's eyes narrowed. The power hidden in this ball likely exceeded her expectations. The ripples in the air compressed around the tennis ball made it clear to anyone that it held immense weight. However... was it really so?
Suddenly, a man dressed in dark robes chuckled softly. "Are you not afraid?" The man in black turned his head and asked Qingyue.